Shhhh (the sound of rain)

I’ve started going along to a group exercise class, it’s USP being that it’s a group exercise class for people that don’t like group exercise classes. It’s outside, rain or shine and there are three classes a day, morning, afternoon, evening. It suits me to join the 6:15am class. Which means setting the alarm for 5:40am, rubbing sleep out of my eyes and driving through the still-dark morning. We finish up at 7am, the sun is just starting to come up, somewhere behind the clouds. Floodlights make the sheets of rain look infinitely worse than the sheets of rain feel. Something about exercising in the rain gives the whole experience a kind of against-all-odds atmosphere. I find myself feeling proud of everybody that’s turned up, all these strangers, none of whom are naturally athletically inclined, giving it their best.

Inspired by strangers.